Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Jing Wangying's facial features seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and he leaned slightly.

"Your sister is very ill, but you look very happy, huh?"

Wanrou's body trembled, and she was about to retreat, but there was no way to retreat, her face flushed, but King Jing smiled coldly, stretched out his hand to hook Wanrou's chin, and forced her to face him.

Wan Rou's heart suddenly jumped up and down, like hitting a deer, shy and shy, she dared not go to see King Jing.

A strong masculine breath penetrated into my heart, and Wanrou's hands came back nervously and flusteredly, clutching the bedpost tightly, and wanted to lower her head, but was forced by King Jing, so she had to look at him, but she liked this look very much .

"Do you like this king?"

Wanrou trembled in fright, and hurriedly avoided King Jing's eyes, panicked, she liked King Jing, but King Jing didn't show any emotion, is it okay to confess now?

but,

There are very few opportunities like this. If you don't confess your love now, when will you have to wait?

Then,

After taking a deep breath, Murong Wanrou suddenly boldly held King Jing's hand holding his chin, and trembled in a shy voice.

"Yes, Wanrou has always been in love with the prince, but she doesn't know that the prince..."

"very good."

King Jing leaned over and whispered in Wanrou's ear, the heat was blowing, Wanrou jumped up in shock, but when she raised her head, she happened to touch King Jing's face.

That light kiss made Wan Rou almost faint.

"Let this king..." King Jing's palm moved down from Wanrou's chin along her soft skin, touching her neck lightly, watching the woman under him trembling with nervousness as if about to die, his The smile became bigger and bigger, and the fingertips slid down more and more, "Try your sincerity."

"what……"

As soon as the words fell, his domineering long fingers broke through the confinement of the clothes, reached down, and firmly held Murong Wanrou's chest.

"My lord..."

Wan Rou looked at her hands in her clothes in horror, the soft feeling spread all over her body, she almost didn't fall, she looked up at King Jing in a panic, then lowered her head hastily...

Ashamed as hell.

What's more, there were guards and maids standing outside the curtain, and his fiancée was lying on the bed.

"You're scared……"

The more he saw her frightened and helpless appearance, the happier King Jing was. This kind of woman, who obviously has a vicious ambition, still wants to make such an appearance.

"I prefer direct women. I don't like a shy little look like yours."

Gripping her tenderness tightly, King Jing withdrew his hand coldly, his chest felt cold, and Wanrou fell to his knees with a plop——

"My lord..."

The tone was full of disappointment and loss, King Jing took out a silk handkerchief, wiped his hands, and then said with a sneer.

"I look forward to your next performance."

"go out--"

"Yes……"

Murong Wanrou blushed, and ran out in a panic, just in time to bump into the magpie who came in carrying the medicine. When she saw the magpie, she was afraid that she would see her panicked appearance, so Murong Wanrou straightened her body, and reprimanded in a lonely and cold voice .

"Why are you still standing there, not decocting the medicine?"

"Yes……"

The magpie saluted hastily, and backed away in fear, instead of entering the wing room, she went directly to the kitchen, and had to decoct the medicine for the young lady immediately, so that she could recover faster.

The doctor said, decoct these medicines at the end and drink them immediately, and don't decoct them in crowded places, so as not to get dusty.